I love the smell of NanoBubbles in the morning. It smells like.. victory.

I love Russell Wilson. Anybody that knows me well knows how much I love the plucky little passer. I don’t use the word “love” loosely, either. In the pantheon of Seattle Seahawk greats, I have loved Kenny Easley, Jacob Green, Cortez Kennedy, and Russell Wilson. I’ve liked a lot of players, but those all have been My Guys.

My appreciation of Russell came well before his tenure in Seattle. I enjoyed watching Russell play college ball at Wisconsin, and I felt that his game could probably translate pretty well into the pros. So, as you can imagine, I was thoroughly stoked when Seattle had taken him with the 75^th pick overall in the 2012 draft. Yet, even then, I sort of felt he was going to be a bit of a project, and that the recently signed veteran Matt Flynn would be the guy for a while.

Then things changed dramatically when the third game of the 2012 preseason happened in Kansas City. Russell Wilson had started in place of the injured Flynn, and essentially lit up and torched the Chiefs number one defense and stole the starting gig out right away from Flynn. That’s when I did a barrage of violent fist pumps in the air that almost took out my rotator cuffs. Russell Wilson, from that moment on, became My Guy.

As we know, the first few games of the 2012 season weren’t especially great for Russell. Pete Carroll went ultra conservative with the rookie, and wasn’t opening up the playbook. It was hard listening to local sports radio because he was getting slammed by callers, and even a few hosts. I felt bad for the young fella. I knew he had the talent, but fans were frustrated, and doubts his ability and his height were mounting. There were calls for Carroll’s job.

That’s when I decided that I would go out and purchase a Russell Wilson jersey. I was going to champion Russell and Pete Carroll’s decision to start him. I believed in him and that coaching decision, and I was sure that fans and radio show hosts would come around. The last Seahawks jersey before Russell’s that I would wear was Cortez Kennedy’s; another Seattle great that started out slow as a rookie.

Then within a month into that season, my nephew Ben had reached out to me with tickets to see the New England Patriots play Seattle at Century Link as a birthday present (I’m a Libra). I was stoked to go, but had very little in expectations of Seattle actually pulling off the upset. Seattle was 3-2 at that juncture of the season, but Carroll was still keeping Russell pretty under raps, and New England was looking like, well, New England. I wore my Wilson jersey to the stadium, and in the nose bleeders that we were sitting in, I didn’t see a lot of number 3 Seattle jerseys in the stands. I think I may have even garnished a few smirks from other Twelves that day. It didn’t bother me. Russell was My Guy, and I was sticking with him.

Then it happened. The Game.

Seattle was hanging tight with New England. By the end of the first quarter, Seattle was only trailing New England 14-10, and Russell threw a beautiful 24 yard deep pass to Doug Baldwin, and the significance of that was that, at least in that first quarter, Wilson was trading touchdown passes with all-world Tom Brady. The second quarter was less pretty. The only scoring was a New England field goal to bring it to 17-10. Both defenses had muddied up the game enough to only fuel the intensity. It was awesome. Seattle wasn’t backing down from its dominant opponent. By the end of the third quarter, Seattle was trailing 17-10 but they had picked off Tom Brady twice. Still in this thing, and holding New England’s explosive offense in check, and frustrating Brady. So fun to watch, especially sitting right behind a few drunk obnoxious New England fans.

Then the fourth quarter.. happened. New England kicked a field goal after a Seattle fumble making it 20-10, and things didn’t initially look as promising anymore for an upset anymore, but then Seattle answered back with another Wilson touchdown pass to Braylon Edwards making it 20-17. It immediately got instantly very, very interesting. New England proceeded to punt to Seattle three times after before Russell Wilson finally threw perhaps the prettiest deep pass I had ever seen in my life at a live football event; a gorgeous 46 yard rainbow strike to a sprinting Sidney Rice between two New England defenders with 1:20 left in the game putting Seattle on top 24-20 for the W. Awesome. Russell Wilson then became MY GUY.

That whole 2012 season was magical. The come back overtime win in Chicago is almost legendary. Russell Wilson just had ‘it.” You could feel it. Even in the divisional playoff loss at Atlanta, you just knew Wilson, with Marshawn Lynch, and that young hungry defense, you knew sh*t was about to get real.

Soon enough, 2013 came along. With the additions of defensive ends Cliff Avril and Michael Bennett, nothing was going to stop that team, but maybe, just maybe, the bitter division rivals in the San Francisco 49ers that had sported their own dynamic young star quarterback, star running back, and angry defense, but alas, and gloriously, even they were not enough to stand in the 2013 Seattle Seahawks way. The Denver Broncos were just the dessert in that Super Bowl; a big dish of spumoni ice cream. Seattle felt like a team that was not just going to win another Super Bowl, they felt like a team that could win several.

Then 2014 happened, and it was rough. It wasn’t just the interception at the one yard line, but that was certainly the exclamation point. The season was frustrating as they fought their way back that Super Bowl. Articles started to surface midway through the season that some players on the team didn’t like Russell, and felt he wasn’t black enough, and not one of the guys. Personally, I was incredibly disheartened.

Yet, as the team stayed competitive, articles like that didn’t really go away over the following seasons. They kept surfacing in greater details. The Seattle Seahawks, even while annually making the post season, felt like a continuous circus train heading further off its tracks.

ESPN and Sports Illustrated articles would come up almost annually in long drawn out features about the divisions within the team that would mainly center around the quarterback. Most of us have probably read them, or know of them. Again, Russell was portrayed as not being “one of the guys,” got special treatment, ya da da ya da da. I found them all continuously annoying. Russell is the quarterback, of course he is not “one of the guys.” Quarterbacks aren’t typically “one of the guys,” as they have to spend the most time around the coaches.

Argh.

Then when the 2018 season happened, I felt great relief. Gone where a number of “guys” that likely didn’t think Russell Wilson was “one of them.” What felt even better was that Seattle didn’t really need them. They returned to a more traditional Pete Carroll running team, and Russell Wilson had one of his best statistical years in passing efficiency and production. The team was not nearly as talented on defense, but the truth was that the once historic defense had be slipping the last few years, and it felt like time was right to usher in new blood, and some really nice players emerged like Jarran Reed, Frank Clark, and Tre’ Flowers. Seattle went 10-6 and had an unsatisfactory quick bounce from the playoffs, but it felt a little bit like 2012 again. They just needed a few more pieces on the young defense to build properly around Russell Wilson, who they are probably going to extend in the offseason of 2019. All is finally coming together for My Guy, and My Team. Right?

Well, so far, we are in the first few weeks of free agency signing of 2019 offseason, no real words are coming out about a Russell Wilson extension, and there is growing suggestions out there about troubling waters laying ahead for the player and the team. In fact, there are reports from prominent NFL beat writers that strongly suggest that Russell and his camp could be fully intending to not enter discussions with the team, at all, and that they want to use free agency to maximize his earnings, following what Kirk Cousins did when he left Washington DC for the Vikings. In short, they want to hit the free agent market to drive up a bidding war.

Crap.

I got to be honest. I kind of saw this coming. Yup. In the back of my mind, I kind of saw all this coming. I just didn’t want to admit it.

After the Super Bowl XLVIII, Russell was spouting around on the national airwaves about wanting to one day be a team owner. I was just thinking that was silly talk to keep him motivated in life. You know, shoot for the stars, maybe you might hit the moon. Then he divorced his college sweetheart and started seeing this pop princess, and eventually married her, and stole her son away from his rapper daddy. Okay, that’s a bit different for Seattle sports standards. I don’t think Gary Payton, or Randy Johnson ever did that. Somewhere in all that he was promoting NamoBubble water, as well. So, he wants to make a little extra cheddar on the side. Who doesn’t?

Hm.

Yeah, that doesn’t really seem like Richard Sherman, Brandon Mebane, Kam Chancellor, and Doug Baldwin. That’s.. that’s pretty different.

Alright, I’m just going to lay it out for you now, if you haven’t stopped reading this piece yet. The Seattle Seahawks are kind of screwed with the Russell Wilson situation, but relax. I think they know this well.

There is a reason that they have been seen scouting quarterbacks hard over these past couple draft classes, and are scouting them again this Spring. They likely know full well what Russell wants, and that thing may not be as simple as just “give him more than Aaron Rodgers and call it good.” If it was, they would be hammering out the deal now, but this doesn’t mean that he is gone after the 2019 season, either.

I see two possible paths that general manager John Schneider can go down in dealing with Russell, if these reports are true. One is that they find an eventual replacement, and franchise tag Russell until that replacement is ready to take over, and allow Wilson to enter free agency. The other is to trade him, and possibly now if they get the right blockbuster deal.

Personally, at this point, I don’t have a problem with them trading My Guy because frankly, if this is all true, I think Russ is being a bit more than a greedy bugger in all this. The problem I see in working out a trade is that, if Russ is intent on not signing all long term deal on any level before hitting free agency, what team will trade a bunch of first round picks for him?

So no, I don’t really see it happening. What I see more than likely happening is that Russell Wilson will be in Seattle for likely three more years, 2019 through 2021, and in 2022, he will enter free agency with the chances of him coming back to Seattle shrinking pretty substantially. Here is something else that I see; I don’t think that is a bad thing.

That would give Seattle three more seasons to try to get another title with a premier quarterback, and it buys time for them to properly develop his replacement. They don’t even have to draft a quarterback this year if the player isn’t there that they have conviction in, and they don’t even necessarily have to take one high. They can be patient.

If I am John Schneider, I am keeping Russell Wilson’s agent’s digits in the back of my rolodex, and I am working on getting deals done with Frank Clark, Bobby Wagner, and Jarran Reed. I am also continually looking at the young quarterbacks coming up from college, and yes, I am answering phone calls from any general manager who might be interested in my star quarterback.

Let’s remember, when Russell Wilson was drafted in 2012 by the Seattle Seahawks, he was a bit of an afterthought for many when he was taken in the third round. People say that it is difficult to acquire franchise quarterbacks. I don’t fully agree with that. Sometimes, I think franchise quarterbacks are made when they are in the right place at the right time with the right team and coach. Russell Wilson was a good college quarterback that came into the right team at the right time and then grew into a top franchise quarterback. There was great talent already assembled around him.

My overriding piece of advice is to not panic over Russell Wilson if a deal isn’t done. As long as Pete Carroll and John Schneider keep adding the right pieces throughout this roster, another quarterback can come in, and do just fine. Pete Carroll’s formula is solid. Run the ball, play good defense and special teams, and be efficient at the quarterback position. That’s what the Philadelphia Eagles did with Nick Foles at quarterback when they won the Super Bowl. Is Foles a better quarterback than Wilson?

Trust the Pete Carroll and John Schneider process. I think part of that process might be building the team back up again so some other plucky passer can take over, and Russ can go enjoy himself with all his hundreds of millions somewhere else if that is all that concerns him. Personally, I hope he and Seattle find a way to make it work, but I won’t have a problem with him moving on from the team, if it comes down to it. He might be My Guy, but the Seattle Seahawks are My Team, and this is no Guy in Team.

Go Hawks.

Howdy.

I’m a Seattle Seahawks fan. Life long Seahawks fan, in fact. Well, okay not entirely in fact, but ever since 1983, when I was a freshman in high school, and Chuck Knox took over as their head coach, and my dad said that was a big deal, and then the team officially became the Little Train That Could in the NFL that year, not only going to the playoffs for the first time in their young history, but also making it all the way to the AFC Championship game against the dreaded Los Angeles Raiders, and then losing rather painfully and embarrassingly. Sorry for that run on sentence. Horrendous way to start a blog.

Anyhow, every year since then, I dreamed would be the year that they would take the Lombardi Trophy home. It only took about thirty years and a highly abused liver for that to actually happen, for the team to become the Little Train That Did, but it was well worth the wait.

Man, what a game, though. Right? Did anyone see that coming? I didn’t see that coming. Maybe Peyton did a little when he was looking at game tape of Seattle’s defense, but the national talking heads didn’t see that coming. Man, I almost felt bad for Broncos fans for that painful beat down, but then I remembered well that the Denver Broncos used to be bitter division rivals of my Seattle Seahawks, and well, screw those fans. It was a glorious game.

Nowadays I generally bask in that Super Bowl victory pretty much on a daily basis. It helps me get through the hardships in life. I bask in it in the morning when I sip my first cup of Joe. I bask in my afternoon commute home when I’m stuck in traffic and listening to Seattle sports radio. I bask in it when I kiss my family goodnight, and when I scoop out the cats’ litter box before brushing my teeth and going to bed myself. I bask as I shut my eyes, and dream of Cortez Kennedys. I’m basking as I’m typing this. I just know that this year, in 2019, the Seattle Seahawks are going to win it all again. They got the QB, and a great run game, and some nice pieces on the defense. They just need a little bit more, that’s all.

I bask so much so about my Seattle Seahawks, just so very much so, that after years of typing long winded pregame and post game posts on the Facebook for any friends and family members who hadn’t blocked or un-followed me yet, I decided I would create this here blog, so that I can bask online to you all. Sorry for that run on sentence again, but I hope you find it enjoyable.

So, I figure I should type a little bit about myself, if you don’t mind. I played a little high school football at Ferndale High School in the Northwest corner of Washington State in the 1980’s, but I wasn’t very good at it. Frankly, I was terrible. I was a tall gangly kid who the coaches thought maybe might make a good defensive end because of my broad shoulders and wingspan, but I had a pension for not wanting to lift weights much less take on blockers, and containment never really seemed all that important to me. I just enjoyed rushing right at the quarterback every single time, even if it was a hand off. Also, to be fair, I had a life outside of football that I was well aware of. The latest AC/DC album, the perfect hair gel, and where the next beer kegger seemed vastly more important at the time than practice in the freezing rains of November.

The coaches didn’t really like me much, and I suspect I wasn’t well thought of by a lot of teammates, as well. I suppose I wasn’t “all in.” What they didn’t know is that under the Friday night lights in Whatcom County, I was “all in” damn it. I just wasn’t getting into the games (so frustrating. I had swim moves). I suspect it had something to do with  practice habits. So, screw it. I had enough of that, quit my junior year, and focused more on my hair.. which was amazing.

My high school quarterback was a much better player. Way better player, in fact. He’s presently the Head Coach for the Philadelphia Eagles. Yes, I’m name-dropping on this blog. I know Doug Pederson. He even worked on my family’s farm for a spell, if you can believe that, and just so we are absolutely clear on this; I fully consider my somewhat ties to Doug Pederson from thirty some odd years ago street cred enough to make me a bit of a football expert. So, you can haggle with me all you want on the finer points, I know Doug Pederson, damn-it, and you’re going to have to deal with that.

So what else can I say about myself? I’ve been an actor in Seattle for many years, and I’ve written a bit for the stage and screen. I have some IMDB credits, and a cool demo. It’s nothing amazing, or anything.

I’ve been known in the Seattle Theatre circles as that guy that really loves the Seattle Seahawks, and football, and it may well be what I’m known best for in those circles. Artist types, either diehards or fair weather fans, would approach me after during intermissions so that I could impart my football wisdom to such things as why Seattle would pass the ball on the one yard line. My answers would surely be construed as nothing short of pure unadulterated Football Zen. I would simply say something like, “Because running the ball would have been way too obvious.”

Ah.

So, I think that this is what this blog is going to be about. I’m going to offer to you my Zen. I’m not going to get wrapped up into metric analytics. I wasn’t a math, or economics major. I majored in Drama. So, I’m going to offer you my gut intuition. What does Pete Carroll want? What is the motivation of Russell Wilson? What is John Schneider’s through-line? What are their obstacles? These are the fundamental questions an actor asks about his character and this is I will ask about this team.

Yes, so there you have it. I will essentially act out my greatest role throughout the course of the blog. I will become the Seattle Seahawks, and from me doing that, I think we will gain some practical insight, or, at the very least, it will be a fun exercise, and we have lots to unravel. I suspect we are entering into a dynamic time in the team’s existence.

We have a star quarterback that likely wants to be the highest paid player in the league entering the last year of his contract. We have the best middle linebacker on the planet entering his last year, as well. We have a dynamic young pass rusher who won’t enter training camp without a new deal, and we have a defensive tackle wwho has blossomed into a legit pass rusher entering the last year of his rookie deal. Folks, the Seahawks got stuff to do, and guess what? They only have for picks in this April’s draft to fill out other needs.

This is a great time to start a blog. I hope you hang around. Comments are welcome, just don’t be a d**k head.

Go Hawks.